Tang Yanshan's original shaky mind, seeing that Yan Feng was alive, instantly came to his senses, but he frowned slightly, and secretly pondered in his heart, "Aotian is narrow-minded, it seems that he did it this time, and Yan Feng came out so slowly, hum, there is really a father and a son." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Thanks to you, I'm still alive and well, what's the matter? You must be very disappointed, right?" Wan Yanfeng sneered, pointing his sword at the ground, unfazed.

"Hmph!" Aotian's face sank, snorted coldly, and said: "Sensei give me this set, the evil things in the world of the "Ghost Vein Formula" must be dealt with, and anyone who obstructs this matter will be killed, I advise you to hand over the Ghost Vein Formula." ”

What if I don't give it?" Wan Yan Feng suddenly, his expression tightened, and he swooped up with a brisk step.

Seeing this, Aotian sneered, and appeared in front of Wan Yan Feng, with an elegant body, he kicked him in the chest, Wan Yan Feng held a sword to block, but this kick was as strong as a thousand gold, and he was still stuffy in his chest, and he retreated.

Taking a breath, Wan Yan Feng gritted his teeth, and without waiting for Aotian's reaction, Wan Yan Feng's sword walked like a flowing cloud, tossing and turning, the sword flowers were a little bit, and the changes were Mo;

Seeing that Elder Ling on the side gradually admired it very much, thinking that the second son's swordsmanship was really good.

The sword technique gradually unfolded, and Aotian saw that the tip of the sword was about to touch his neck, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he was not in a hurry, and he dodged elegantly.

"If that's the case, Yan Feng's martial arts are also sparse and ordinary!" Tang Yanshan thought to himself.

At this time, Elder Ling's eyes looked at him, the corners of his mouth twitched, with a smirk, "You don't want to go up to help, do you?" I can warn you, this Dragon Palace belongs to the Immortal Clan, and our mortal sects can't be enemies with them." ”

"Really?" Tang Yanshan was shocked at Elder Ling, and he had no interest in the person who was facing the grass on the wall, and continued to watch the two of them fight with an expressionless face.

Wan Yan Feng pursed his lips and smiled when he saw this, but continued to dance the swordsmanship, and with a strong force, he jumped several feet high, and shouted: "True Illusion Sword Duel!"

A chic air twist body hangs upside down, and Yan Feng's long sword floats like a galaxy falling; Aotian finally missed a touch of surprise at this time, if he doesn't have to use all his strength, I'm afraid this move won't be able to catch it...

Elder Ling was stunned for a moment, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, thinking: This kind of kid, you have to turn around and take him as an apprentice, in a few years, wouldn't you be a first-class master in the Shushan Sect.

At the same time, Aotian's hands were sealed, his spiritual power exploded, a dragon groan sounded, and a huge water dragon soared in the air, directly hitting the falling Wan Yan Feng.

"Slash!" After Yan Feng's light blade, it seemed to cut through the void and went straight to the dragon's head.

The dragon collided with the sword light, and the entire air suddenly condensed. Immediately, in a muffled sound, the sky was full of white light and murderous aura, and they kept devouring each other.

"Even if I use all my strength, I may not be able to defeat you. ": The green muscles burst out, his expression was solemn but he covered a faint uneasiness, Wan Yanfeng's breathing was a little uncomfortable, but his voice was still faint, and he raised his sword lightly, drawing a brilliant sword qi.

"Are you very self-aware? A sneer leaked from Aotian's face, but he was a little powerless in his heart, he confronted Xiao You before, and his spiritual power was consumed a lot, and at this moment, I am afraid that if this stalemate continues, it will be Yan Feng who has the upper hand.

As the words fell, his slender hands closed in front of him, and he quickly pinched out several seals. The spiritual power in front of him was like a wave, rushing out of several water dragons, and wrapped fiercely towards Wan Yan Feng in all directions.

Wan Yan Feng's body swept rapidly, transformed into several figures, and dodged several dragon shadows one after another. Streamer Starfall swung out a sword, and an arc-shaped sword qi shot out, and Aotian was slightly on one side, narrowly brushing by his side.

His seal was also stunned because of this, and the water dragon stagnated, and Wan Yanfeng took advantage of this time to retreat ten zhang away.

"It's a pity that your body can't handle it right now. Wan Yan Feng evoked a sneer, and the true qi in his body began to surge at full speed, and patches of brilliant sword light spread out from the sword body.

Aotian froze slightly, his eyes became colder and colder, and in the face of the strong sword qi, Aotian opened his mouth and spit out blood, his body was already difficult to stabilize, and he staggered back a few steps.

Silence! Deathly silence! At the moment when Yan Feng took out his sword, he felt the overwhelming power of Elder Ling, Tang Yanshan and the others.

At this scene, Elder Ling and Tang Yanshan were dumbfounded, they never thought that Wan Yanfeng could actually beat Aotian to serious injury, how did he do it.

"Goo. Elder Ling swallowed his saliva, and he wanted to win over Yan Feng even more, so he hurriedly stepped forward, "I said two, there must be some misunderstanding here. ”

"Misunderstanding?" Wan Yan Feng laughed suddenly, "I don't have any misunderstanding with him, I just can't get used to those despicable and shameless people." ”

"You!" Aotian heard him say this, his expression suddenly became angry, and he was about to rush over, but he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and his breathing became a little heavy.

Although he was unwilling, he flicked his long sleeves with both hands, and lost behind him, with a strange smile on his young and handsome face, he glanced at Yan Feng first, paused for a moment, looked in one direction again, and snorted: "Let's see!"

With that, his figure flashed, turning into a black dragon and flying away.

After seeing him leave, Wan Yanfeng shook his head, flashed and landed beside the Shocking White Jade, stretched out his hand and put it on the shoulder of the Shocking White Jade, and the light blue light shone brightly.

After a few breaths, the face of Jinghong Baiyu recovered some blood, and without the slightest hesitation, Wan Yanfeng took out the ink-black bead from his arms, and there was a faint evil aura on it, and Tang Yanshan actually beat a drum in his heart.

"This ghost vein recipe turned out to be a black bead, can't you be mistaken?" Elder Ling frowned, his eyes staring at the bead in Yan Feng's hand for a while, and it was also difficult to question.